/N: I know, I know. This is just wrong. I know the age difference and how this is just wrong and just...yeah! But I had to write it. I hope I did my thought-hamsters justice. It's from Mokuba's POV talking to Seto, flashing back to various scenes.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!, Kazuki Takahashi does.
Big brother, you're always there for me. Everyone else says you're so mean but you're really not. You're the most kindest, caring person I know. I don't care if people think you're obsessed with power, you're just trying to make Daddy proud. And I know he is because you always do such a great job.
You're so much fun to be around, Big Brother; because I know you really love me. When we're together it's like nothing can go wrong anymore. That's what all the games are for, I figure, so that you could always play with me. You know I always love a challenge.
With his final move of the knight, he proudly proclaimed,
"Checkmate," with a hidden grin.
"But I-! What?" Mokuba searched the chessboard for a flaw, a mistake for something but found none. "That's not fair!" the little kid pouted.
He cleaned up the pieces and put them back into the game room, going on about how one day, Mokuba will learn.
"Aw, Ni-sama, you tell me this every time!" the black haired child whined with a smile.
He turned around and leaned down so that they were face-to-face, "And maybe one of these days it'll sink in, now come on it's time for bed!"
"NO! It's only 11:30!" he protested.
The older brother picked the squirming child up and began to march over to his bedroom. As Mokuba calmed, Seto put him down next to his dresser, giving him a tight hug.
"I love you, Big Brother," the child whispered.
"I love you, too," he replied.
It's hard living like this; everyone else thinks we lead such a perfect life. A mansion, money, with a successful corporation, it seems perfect. But there's so many things wrong, Big Brother, you and I both know it. We're orphans, and I only have you. I worry a lot, about you, how you can do all this. You're so strong; Ni-sama, and I don't know how you can go on like this. If it weren't for you I'd break down all the time. But I know when you hold me everything can be okay.
"Mokuba? Mokuba where are you?" cried out a frustrated Kaiba brother.
He frantically searched up and down the hallways of the mansion, panicking. He never panicked or freaked. Never, except when it came to his little brother. He could never let anything happen to him, it would just be the end.
There were small sniffles heard at the end of the corridor in a tiny unfurnished room. Seto rushed in finding the boy in a corner, head buried in his arms. He sat down next to him, putting his arm around the child.
"Don't worry, everything will be alright," he promised softly, stroking the boy's black hair.
"Oh, Seto," was all the child could manage before he broke down in tears once more, resting his head on the older boy's shoulder.
He held him tightly, letting him get everything out, reassuring him that all was okay, that life wouldn't be as hard tomorrow, that no matter what he was there for him. The sobbing eventually began to quiet down as the child laid his head on the boy's chest. Seto continued to run his hand through his hair as they drifted off into sleep. With the brunette's last effort in consciousness, he softly kissed the top of his head.
You're right that I'm mature for my age, and I can handle the trust you instill in me. I promise I won't tell anyone our secrets, I know it's important to you. But I've just got to tell you that when you touch me my skin feels alive. It's just amazing; you're so gentle, Big Brother, and no matter what you say you never hurt me. I just want to love you, Seto. And when you kiss me, Ni-sama, I love you even more. I'm whole when I'm a part of you.
"Ha ha! You'll never catch me! Wait 'til Yugi sees this picture!" Mokuba chuckled, racing up the staircase.
"GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE BRAT!" the taller boy bellowed; cheeks flushed red. He ran up after him shouting, "I NEED THAT!"
"Nu-uh, then come and get it!" taunted the child, waving the photograph above his head.
Seto stood in front of him, a scowl on his face, "I'm not playing around now give it back!" he whined.
"You're no fun," pouted Mokuba as he moved closer to his brother, holding out the coveted possession.
"Thank you," Seto muttered as he reached out to grab it, but the child pulled back and laughed.
"Why you little-!" he cussed as he tackled him.
They rolled down the hall, entangled while wrestling the other. After a good few minutes of achieving bruises where it didn't seem possible to, the brunette had pinned Mokuba to the floor, restraining his arms with his own.
He writhed under the pressure, trying to escape to no avail. He hid a small smile of surrender not very well as he looked up at his brother. His long black hair streaked over his fair complexion. His eyes sparkled with carefree innocence.
What happened to his own? The taller brother sat there, straddling him for a moment. He swore to himself he wouldn't bring Mokuba into this, that that he would keep it hidden in his twisted fantasies. His mind screamed at him to stop as he leaned down, capturing a forbidden embrace.
The child was momentarily stunned but soon, he gave way. It felt so...good, why should anyone stop? He melted under his warm touch, feeling his brother's hand caress his cheek. The black haired boy allowed entrance as the brunette attacked his mouth, entwined with his kin. The child shuddered moaning incoherently into the kiss.
Hearing this snapped him back into reality as he jumped back, furious at himself. His breath quickened as he stood up, eyes fixed on Mokuba. Backing up in fear of consequences, he sped off into an unknown direction, just trying to get enough air to his mind to think.
The child sat up, his head spinning. What had happened?
He sat on the balcony, arms crossed, lost in thought. There was no undoing the past now.
"Ni-sama..." a small voice questioned, the steps getting louder, "w-what's wrong?" he stuttered, standing next to his chair, looking down at the stone floor.
The stoic brother did not reply, taking a deep breath. He did his best to steady himself.
Mokuba bit his lip, and then spoke again, "You always tell me how family needs to stick together..." Yet again there was no answer. "I want you to be happy and if, if that does, I'm happy, t-too."
With this he turned his face towards the child, disbelieving his loyalty. He searched his eyes, taking his hand and interlocked it with his own. Mokuba smiled weakly, holding back his sorrow. Seto won't suffer anymore.
The smaller boy bent forward, kissing him awkwardly. A hot tear flowed silently down his cheek, "I'll do anything, I promise,"
And when you love me, Seto, you're so tender. I know, I can feel that you care for me so much. I love that you're such a big part of my life, Ni-sama; I never want you to go away.
You're the only family I've got; you're my best friend in the world. When I'm with you we can both be happy, even if it's just for a fraction of a second. Family is forever and that's how long I'll love you, Big Brother. Just tell me you love me, too, and everything is okay again.
A/N: Not much else to say! Bad hamsters! Bad, bad mind-hamsters. I just want to huggle Mokuba all night but not in that way, lol. Hope you liked, please review it!
